The Green Room

On pleasure bent again, eh Lizzie? I’m off to Arizona for the weekend for Redshirt’s best friend’s wedding. I’ve never been down that way before, so it should be interesting. At the very least it’s a chance to see Redshirt in a tuxedo.

It sometimes depresses me how easily Redshirt gets drunk. Two glasses of wine and he’s not two sheets to the wind, it’s more like three or four. Hopefully the kids will get my genes.

Well, the internet is (mostly) working again, although getting all of my passwords and preferences set up again is going to take some doing. Pity I can’t seem to log on to my work computer anymore, but hey, nothing’s perfect.

Redshirt is reformatting my computer. (I’m blogging from his laptop.) I’m probably unreasonably nervous about it. It’s just that I’ve had my computer for about six years now and I’ve never done this before and I’m so afraid that it’s going to be all broken. He promises me that it’ll be [...]

Speaking of Doctor Who, somebody has been leaving a series of missed connections messages over the past week or so on Portland’s list that are for the Doctor and Rose.

That was the creepiest episode of Doctor Who I’ve ever seen. Gah. I will never be able to look (or not look, as the case may be) at statues the same way again.

Well, I’ve booked tickets to Croquet for myself and Redshirt. We’ll be getting in that Friday at around 8 PM and leaving Monday morning at 9. Now I just have to figure out lodging. I wonder if I still know anybody working at the hotel?

And now I know that I don’t have breast cancer, so today was also a good day.

I made a purple choli and watched a lunar eclipse. Today was a good day.

I was going to work from home today but my work computer seems to be on the fritz and nobody currently at the office can figure out how to restart it for me. I could, of course, get dressed, go downtown and at least get a half day in, but I think that the [...]